“Neil!”

The person who entered was Lise. When she saw Katelyn bound to a chair in the living room, her face wore a hint of feigned surprise.

“Neil, how could you tie up Katelyn like this and hit her? Vincent will never forgive you if he finds out.”

Neil just grinned casually.

“I’ve thought of everything. Even if she ends up dead by my hand, it’ll stay under wraps.”

Fear momentarily crossed Katelyn’s gaze.

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At the hospital, the nurse worked silently as she took Katelyn down.

Anxiety surged through Katelyn’s veins. It was likely that Vincent hadn’t noticed her absence yet. Could he possibly think she had caught her flight home? She was clueless about the time.

The thick curtains in the living room shut out any view of the outside, leaving only the ceiling lights for illumination.

Katelyn silently scolded herself for her negligence. She shouldn’t have underestimated Neil’s vindictive nature, thinking he wouldn’t retaliate after his injury. Maybe she had misjudged him.

Lise walked toward Katelyn, her eyes pausing on the visible slap mark on Katelyn’s face as she struggled to hide a smirk.

After enduring so much from Katelyn, Lise was finally getting her chance to retaliate.

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“Katelyn, I wish you could see yourself in a mirror right now. You look so pathetic. Things were fine before. Why did you have to cripple Neil and block his future?” Lise said, her voice a mix of bewilderment and amusement. She took pleasure not in the prospect of Neil’s recovery, but in witnessing Katelyn’s downfall and eventual tragic demise.

Despite the pain, Katelyn forced a smile, which only aggravated the soreness from the slap. Even from her disadvantaged position, her eyes reflected a hint of sympathy.

“How sad for you!” Katelyn murmured. “One without a uterus, the other without legs. You’re truly a tragic pair.”

Lise’s anger flared at those words. The decision to sacrifice her baby to keep Neil by her side had been a rash one, and now it filled her with regret. Without a child, how could she secure her position as Mrs. Wheeler? Thankfully, she had a plan involving Katelyn’s uterus.

“Katelyn, do you want to get out of this alive? Make a deal with me. Have a baby for me, and you’re free to go.”

Katelyn was disgusted by the proposal. She sneered and shot back, “Why drop the innocent act now? Can’t maintain it any longer? I actually find your true colors less sickening than your pretense.”

As Lise’s face grew stormy, she looked reflexively toward Neil. He watched Katelyn intently, his gaze laden with veiled loathing, seemingly ignoring their conversation.

Lise breathed a silent sigh of relief. Whether or not her real character was revealed didn’t matter at that moment; she only cared about turning Neil and Katelyn into lifelong enemies.

“I’m offering you one final chance. Accept, and you can walk free,” Lise said, her lips twisting into a smug grin. “But refuse, and I’ll find other ways to make you comply.”

Katelyn only replied with three words: “In your dreams!” The notion of bearing a child for this despicable couple was ludicrous.

Lise was losing her patience. She stood abruptly, reaching to seize Katelyn by the hair.

“Have I been overly gentle? Perhaps you need a harsher lesson in obedience!”

Lise wanted nothing more than to see Katelyn suffer, thinking it would be the only satisfaction for her grievances.

But before Lise could touch her, Katelyn countered with a swift kick—the same one that had sent Neil hurtling into the wall earlier.

“Ah!” Lise cried out, feeling as though her skull had almost cracked.

Enraged, Neil pulled out his gun and aimed it squarely at Katelyn.

“Since you seem so eager to die, I’ll grant it to you!” His finger pressed down on the trigger.

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